Rock which still our Paths doth meet Come Jesus move we 're sick of Love why stay thy Chariot wheels We pine away while thou dost stay our Souls thy absence feel Thy Mouth 's sweet Kiss let us not miss thy love transcends all Wine But O! what Musick do we hear when thou saist I am thine Still let 's have more still more of thee we ne're enough can have Our jealousy 's as strong as Death as cruel as the Grave Dominion Power and Majesty Thanksgiving Glory Praise In endless Songs angelick Strains and never ceasing Layes Be unto him that Loved us and wash'd us with his Blood And made us Kings and Priests unto his Father and our God HYMN XVI WHo 's this that doth from Eilom come with Garments dyed Red With Scarlet Robes from Bozrah he O how apparelled That Travels in his Mighty strength what answer O he gave 'T is I that speak in Righteousness and Mighty am to save Why 's thy Apparel colour'd so thy Garments dyed Red Like them that on the Vintage work or do the Wine fat tread The Wine-press of his Fathers wrath he all alone hath trod o th' People there was none with him when he was smote of God Awake O brandish't Sword of God against my only Son Tho' Spotless he and Innocent no violence has done He 's as a Lamb to 'th slaughter led yea as a shearing Sheep He quietly yeilds up his Breath and still doth silence keep He freely did to Death submit and did most willingly Pains Tortures Lashes Stripes endure for Rebels such as we HYMN XVII IMmortal Honour Glory Pow'r Strength Wisdom Riches Might Be to the reigning Lamb above that dwells in brightest Light To him that wash'd us in his Blood who having lov'd us first To him that was made sin for us and was for us accurst Who feeds us with his God like flesh and drinks us with his Blood Uniting Faith most choicely feeds and drinks the Wine that 's good Who would not love the dearest Lord most Lovely Bright and Fair Thy love to us all love transcends thou art beyond compare How pleasant was this Fruit to us and language full of Grace Delightful was the company how lovely was his Face O well beloved Jesus fill'd with Glory Grace and Truth All Grace is pour'd upon thy Lips thou hast the Dew of Youth O when shall we come unto thee home to our Fathers House Where thou'lt refine the choicest Wine for thy beloved Spouse Who would not Honour and admire who would not thee adore Who would not throw their Crown below down prostrate thee before Hast sweetest Jesus hast away thy rightful Throne ascend Possess thy Nations fill thy Church with Glory without end HYMN XVIII BEhold the bleeding Lord of Life planted with Arrows like a Grove Planted with Darts of Vengeance thus O Friends what manner then of Love Wounded by his dear Fathers Sword betrayd most falsly with a Kiss By Kindsmen followers murther'd thus what manner O! of Love is this Behold the bloody Clodders fall his pierced Sides and Temples bleed For Sinners thus he 's drench't in 's Blood and is not this then Love indeed Behold the anguish of his Soul thy Sword O Justice stabs him thro For us vile Rebels this he bore how did our Jesus love O how To torments thus resigns his Soul our Husband dearly purchases A filthy and a wretched Bride what manner O! of Love was this To dye for worst of enemies O! this was an amazing Friend What manner Lord of love was thine how didst thou boundless Love commend The Father bruis'd his darling Son and took delight to wound him sore Our Fathers love unto us shone thro' the slain Jesus purple Gore His Sorrows Anguish Blood and Death electing Grace did cause to shine What bruise for us thy darling Son what manner O! of Love was thine O here is Love here 's Love indeed eternal and electing Love A Love that does no limits know that never changes never moves What e're we do this boundless Love runs an eternal Stream of bliss The Flouds of Sin this Love can't quench what manner O! of Love is this This Love the greatest torments bore this Love did groan this Love did Bleed Our Lover thus wept bloody Tears behold how Jesus lov'd indeed HYMN XIX God from eternity decreed to feast in Love with us this Night To feed with us now on his Son and Father so thou tookst delight And didst thou set him then apart to be the Victim of our peace Swearing on him by thy great self thy Love to us should never cease Then our dear Jesus swore for us we ne're rebell should as a'fore And that recov'red was should ne're deface his Glory any the more All his Engagements and his Bonds were sealed by his dying Breath Our Peace and Life are ratify'd unalterable in his Death We now renew our League with thee clasp't in thy reconciled Arms We in our bleeding Jesus saw thy Love and Mercy 's potent charms How Fat the feast how rich the Wine how pleasant was the Company We fed on Christ we drank his Blood whilst with us sat the glorious three Adored Goodness ravish't Love in Streams of Love let 's dip us then The Fountains of the mighty Deeps break up and deluge o're ag'en To Heav'n our Faith was mounted up we are impatient of delay Thy coming hasten Lord to us or let us hast to thee away Why doth thy Chariot pav'd with Grace and Love so soft so slowly move Mean while with Flagons comfort us dear Jesus we are sick of Love HYMN XX. SIng Hallelujahs to the Lamb that reigns for evermore Who made us spotless by his Blood and very bright all o're Our Tongues be then the Spirits Pen that readily may write To sound aloud the Lambs high praise the Spirit will indite What an immortal melody fills the high Heavens now Joyn in Seraphick Symphony you in this Room below Distinguishing and endless Love is the great Song above And let us then that are below sing stories of his Love The Lord of Heaven Heaven left Grace boundless to declare His Fathers Bosom left to tell what thoughts of Love there are Why cam'st thou down to dwell in Flesh tell dearest Jesus pray Was 't to impart thy Fathers Heart to wretched lumps of Clay Why was 't thou poor a Man of grief that heavy Vengeance bore Why was 't thou smitten thus and bruis'd why wast thou wounded sore Why in such bitter agony why bloody clodders fall Why didst thou drink the Cup of Wrath and drink up Dregs and all Hark what our bleeding Lord replies hark what his Wounds reply This was to testify my Love from all Eternity My Fathers Love does shine in mine my Groans his Love indite Eternal and electing Love my Streaming Blood does write Electing Grace my dying Breast did very loudly preach The Fathers Sons and Spirits Love thus Jesus Death did teach Our bleeding Lord was it
of Hosts may now endure Praise waits for thee in Zion Lord in Judah thy great Name is known There thou the Gyant Unbelief and Hosts of Sin hast overthrown HYMN XL. WHat fulness of rich glorious Grace in Christ is to be found Look to him Soul thou shalt be heal'd of ev'ry Deadly Wound The Father Son and Holy Ghost dwell in him Bodily In Jesus Face the Glory shines of all the Diety Believing views of Grace in Christ set weary Souls at rest Set free the Captives and relieve the Troubled and Opprest Make strong the Weak cherish the Faint make glad the Mourning Heart Souls Thirst abate and Hunger break eases each deadly smart Souls Life create Sins pow'r destroys Lip Life and Soul refine They poison Sin by pouâ—ring in the Gospels Cordial Wine View not the Grace in your own Hearts that cann't it self uphold Seek ye a risen Christ above the try'd approved Gold We view our sin that is within and our inherent Grace And sin the more yea grow more poor let 's look to Jesus Face Hail Mighty One Eternal Son the Glass wherein we view The Fathers shining brightness and his glorious Person too All hail to thee exalted Prince our Husband Brother Friend To thee all Honour Glory Praise be Ages without end HYMN XLI TH' Almighty smil'd upon his Son When he our peace became Gods Wrath doth cease a lasting peace is made 'tween God and Man O! what are we Eternity should chuse us when undone In its great thoughts we then had room else we to Hell had gone Electing Love how didst thou move to us in our distress No Banks can bound no Line can sound thee Ocean bottomless Our Mounts of Sin can't bound thee in nor hinder thy proceed Like Jordan thou didst overflow its mighty Banks with speed Thus Heav'n shall be Eternally the Saints Inheritance With Glories Crown'd for ever drown'd in Joys Eternal Trance Then let us Lord with one accord Thy Praises Celebrate Praise doth for thee O glorious Three in thy Mount Zion wait Let them that be now sav'd by thee in Soul and Body too To thee repair God hearing Pray'r with highest Praises now HYMN XLII WHat mighty Weight of Glory Lord in Heav'n for Saints prepared is Rivers of Pleasure endless Joys what boundless Ocean of Bliss No Sin nor Sorrow enters there all Tears from Eyes are wip'd away No Shade of Darkness or of Night But all a bright Eternal Day There we shall see as we are seen appearing in Christ's Glory too Arrayed with his most shining Robes his Face we shall for ever view Poor Christless Souls what will you do you have no Lot nor Portion here Our pained Bowels yearn for you O! come and learn our Lord to fear Come joyn with us in Covenant perpetually to serve the Lord And you shall see your selves in him dischargâ—d according to his Word Once we were dead in Sin as you but now we are alive in Christ Come you take him as we have done our glorious Prophet King and Priest We that redeem'd are by his Blood from Nations Kindreds Blood and Tongues Let us in Zion Praises give and magnify his Name with Songs HYMN XLIII CHrist is the same as e're he was as full of Truth and Grace There 's the same Pity as e're was in his exalted Face As full of Love as when at first he undertook for us He is a God that changeth not but is for ever thus As full of pity to poor Souls as when he on the Tree Did hang thy bleeding Sacrifice and Vengeance bore for thee Sinners he is as able now yea and as willing too To save you as when he at first did Grace proclaim to you Come therefore on his Bowels rowl behold they yearn for you His Pity and his Mercy be as boundless as they 're true Give Honour to King Jesus Saints honour his Grace and Truth This glorious he a green Fir Tree has still the Dew of Youth HYMN XLIV MAke good thy Word O mighty Lord to thy beloved Son Take to his Throne thy holy One our glorious Solomon We sigh to see how all things be ev'n in Emmanuel's Land The wicked mad the righteous sad whilst thou with-holdst thy Hand This Morning Star seems very far this budding branch to dye This King so crown'd to be dethron'd this Captain seems to fly His purchas'd Crown seems tumbling down this Lion seeks no prey Confus'dly hurl'd is this mad World sweet Jesus haste away Arise O Sun with Glory run to perfect noon break forth Make Nations bright and with thy Light O! cover all the Earth Great God of Love send from above thy new Jerusalem On Jesus Head cause thou to spread his sparkling Diadem Hosanna's Hallelujahs ring our Jesus comes apace Bow ev'ry Knee all Hell shall flee from th' Terror of his Face Flow mighty Hills like Rivers swift and Mountains flee a way A Lamb you 'l see a Lion be that riseth to the Prey With Glory and exceeding Pow'r He on the Clouds doth fit The Clouds we see so black that be tâ—… dust are of his Feet HYMN XLV LOrd when thou from eternity didst see us float in Sins Abyss We floated then in thy good will O! was there ever Love like this When vile and filthy thou to us didst thine eternal Grace encline When we most hateful were didst love O! was there ever Love like thine thou took'st us tho' thou didst foresee what odious Rebels we would prove Malicious froward obstinate O! was there ever such a Love Must the Eternal swear to us through Faith we should not glory miss Must Jesus Death this ratify O! was there ever Love like this Must God engage by Word and Oath to make us with his Grace to shine And give us Heaven at the last O! was there ever Love like thine O what is Heaven who can tell who can conceive that boundless Bliss 'T is with Christ's Glory to be drest O! was there ever Love like this Lord be'ng amazed with thy Love we do our admiration raise With boundless Love astonish'd thus in our amazements speak thy praise O Hallelujah Glory Pow'r Thanksgiving Might and Majesty Be now and ever Lord by us and by all thine ascrib'd to thee HYMN XLVI On some Verses in Isaiah LIII Our Jesus pour'd his Soul to Death with the Wicked made his grave The Father pleas'd to crush him thus that he thereby might Sinners save Therefore he shall prolong his Days until the Day of Judgment 's o're Then shall he see his num'rous Seed his travelling Soul unto him bore In that great Host he shall rejoyce and to his Father with delight Present them there for to remain in his and in his Father's Sight For he acquitted them from Death and thereore made them to believe This was his right to do because he dy'd for them that they might live Because he weighty Vengeance bore the Father will devide to him A Portion with the great and strong
sets it high And tho' in Sin 'thas reeking been yet Grace doth bring it nigh And thus the Soul doth teach all Sin for to disdain Because by Christ 't is made a Priest and purg'd from Spot and Stain O boundless Love of God! who would not Grace adore That in the Flood of Jesus Blood our Sin has cov'red o're O worthy is the Lamb that once was slain for me Eternally in praises high ador'd and prais'd to be HYMN XLV WHat Trumpet 's this that sounds such glorious liberty To Sinners thro' the Blood of Christ and why not then for me Jesus dy'd to redeem poor Sinners and set free The worst of Traytors by his Blood And therefore why not me Christ dy'd to bring to God such that at distance be The Just for the Injust did dye And why not then for me The Gospel offers Christ to such that Sinners be Yea free Redemption by his Blood why therefore not to me God did commend his Love to such that Sinners be Yea Christ for the ungodly dy'd And why not dye for me Christ dy'd for none but such gainst God that Rebels be And peace by Blood for Sinners made and why not peace for me There 's righteousness in Christ most infinitely free For needy Sinners which was wrought and why not then for me And in this Righteousness sinners Angels out-shine It covers all their foulest spots and why not cover mine So that Gods Holy Eye no Spots in them can see This Garment White it shines so bright and why not shine on me HYMN XLVI BEhold my Soul thy lovely Lord hang bleeding on the Tree O! View my Soul the Heart of Christ by Justice rent so thee O! What stupendious boundless love is this that flames so bright That Jesus he should dye for me that I in Justice sight Should in this glorious Godlike Robe before the Throne appear That flaming holiness it self need not to make me fear O cursed unbelief stand by thou Sulpherâ—…s smoke of Hell For in this dress Christ's Righteousness Justice doth like me well O lovely Jesus Take the praise who thus adornst thy Bride This Righteousness I do possess doth in thy self reside O altogether lovely Lord what Tongue can silent be Thou fairest of ten thousand art for none is like to thee HYMN XLVII WHy dost thou hide thy Face our Jesus tell us why Didst thou not love with such a Love that Love caus'd thee to dye Thy bleeding sides do tell loves Stories pleasantly Therefore why hidest thou thy Face our Jesus tell us why Wer'e Bone now of thy Bone to thee we 're made so nigh Thou hid'st thy self now from thy self O therefore tell us why My undefiled one dost thou enquire of me Why i' st that I so frequently do hide my Face from thee O! T is my Love to thee that 's always in a flame That causes me to hide from thee altho' my Heart 's the same When from those living streams from me that run so free Thou turn'st aside O then my Bride I hide my self from thee When thou dost live upon my Jewels fair and bright And them dost take and Idols make and set up in my sight My love to thee 's too great their emptiness to show I turn aside from thee my Bride that thou may'st learn to go Unto the Fountain Head and drink abundantly Unto those red and purple Streams that have their fourse from me HYMN XLVIII MY Jesus he is all to me what ere my Soul can crave A fountain free 's my Christ to me that I no want can have My Jesus he is strength to me when I do fainting lye He 's health in sickness Life in Death in War he 's victory In famine he is Food to me in thirst he 's Royal Wine No want can be attending me since Jesus he is mine My Jesus he is light to me when I in darkness go Such fulness in my Jesus is that I no want can know My Jesus he is liberty when Bondage doth oppress Tho' I in Sin have reeking been my Christ is Righteousness When sorrows compass me about my Christ is peace and joy When Wrath and Sin do rage within my Christ is Victory When Satan throws his flaming Dart my Christ a Hold is strong A refuge he is then to me and my Salvation HYMN XLIX O What a Fountain of delights Is Christ the Son of God! What pleasant Streams this Rock did run when smote by Justice Rod O Love eternal Love and Grace whose depths we cannot know Which we saw run thro' Gods own Son and thro' his Blood to flow We view'd with pleasure and delight this streaming Rock so free We saw the Lord his fellow smite for us upon the Tree O stand amaz'd ye Train above can this be understood That God's eternal Grace and Love should flow thro' Jesus Blood Did we not in the Wounds of Christ the Fathers Heart behold Hath not our dearest Jesus Blood delightful tydings told These wounded Hands and Feet we see by Faith upon the Tree Loudly proclaim we 're Kings and Priests unto Eternity Select Hymns FOR THE LORD's TABLE BOOK III. HYMN I. OUR Lord and Head we saw did fall a Sacrifice for us We by his Stripes are heal'd whilst he was bruis'd and wounded thus Some for a Friend would may be Dye But who would for a Foe Yet Jesus pour'd his Soul to Death for us whil'st we were so Behold how great this dying Love O here was Love indeed To manifest such boundless Love the Son of God must bleed How did whips nails and thorns tear off and rend his blessed Flesh We in his Ordinance now saw our bruised Lord afresh But O! how was his wounded Soul by mighty Vengeance rent What tortures from his Fathers Hand what pangs he underwent 'T was Love to Rebels such as we made him to undergo ' Tho in himself most innocent such Tortures Pain and Woe O hearts of Flint why don't you melt bow down our Souls bow down Let such amazing Grace prevail O! let it wear the Crown Awake awake our Soules to love to love this Lovely one And everlasting praises sing to him upon the Throne HYMN II. HOw did the glorious Heaven smile When God to Man was reconcil'd How he his Rebels did devise should meet him in a Sacrifice He on a bruised Jesus swore He would be wroth with him no more no nor with us that are in Christ our representing great high Priest In Christ's divided parts he meets And there with Love eternal greets enriches them with Glorious Grace and everlasting Arms embrace By wondrous Commutations thus He caus'd the Vengeance due to us fall on his Son who in our stead both Satisfyed dy'd and Bled His Barbed Arrows struck him through Whilst we escape the deadly Blow thus he was pleas'd to bruise his Son lest wretched we should be undone HYMN III. HOsanna to the Holy one Unto the Lamb upon the Throne come let us Hallelujah sing